Nothing Left For You / Fearless

I've got nothing left for you There's nothing left to say no need to bother I've heard it all before and yet Your head explodes with paranoid libel Boredom is the enemy it seems Blame projected; it's your fault it screams, it screams - it's true There's nothing left for you It's scorched earth, except for my pride It's not hard to see There's no soul in your dead eyes There's nothing left for you Your words like birds they fly away It's what you do that we wake to tomorrow Your majesty is killing me You'll be the one to beg and steal and borrow The jester that refused to sing is scary Who'll be the fool when you are dead and buried? Fools carry the tune There's nothing left for you It's scorched earth, except for my pride It's not hard to see There's no soul in your dead eyes There's nothing left for you I've got nothing left for you You're hollow with no rich and creamy center Attention is no substitute Your soul's infected it's begun to fester The magistrate with furrowed brow is seething We'll rise above we're fearless now and beaming, keep dreaming you fool

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

You say the hill's too steep to climb - chiding You say you'd like to see me try - climbing You pick the place and I'll choose the time And I'll climb that hill in my own way Just wait a while for the right day And as I rise above the tree line and the clouds I look down, hearin' the sound of the things you said today Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd - smiling Merciless the magistrate turns round - frowning And who's the fool who wears the crown? Go down in your own way And every day is the right day And as you rise above the fear lines in his brow You look down, hear the sound of the faces in the crowd

Submitted by Morgoth — Nov 14, 2025